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Unsung Heroes

Ch. 30 Christening the New House

Tomorrow, Ash and I were leaving for Brazil. We were stopping for a two hour layover in Mexico City, and then going directly to Rio. Apparently one of my cousins was picking us up, begrudgingly.
Juggling the grocery bags between my hands, I groaned at the thought of my cousin, Juliana, meeting us at the gate.
Juliana was a couple years younger than me. She’s my cousin through our moms, and I haven’t spoken to her since my move to America. She resents me for it, and told me to never to try and reach her when I got there, because she refused to speak to me. Then she told me my grandparents were right about me being a spoilt whore who wouldn’t do as I was told.
Pushing the door open to the condo, I set the groceries down, careful not to bump my four-month pregnant stomach against the granite counters. A deep bass was coming from Ash’s studio off of the living room. The studio was technically soundproof, but I could feel the bass underneath me in the ground.
“Ash?” I called, stepping around the dogs to the studio as they tried to jump all over my legs.
The ground seemed to vibrate more and more intensely the closer I got to the studio, and I could feel it running all through my body, making me quiver and feel a bit hot.
Damn hormones, they’re making me so sensitive! I swear, Ash and I must have had sex at least five times this week, and it’s only Tuesday! I feel like I’m being needy, but Ashley says he doesn’t mind in the slightest, in fact, he jokes that if it’s good for the baby, the more the merrier. I will never forget what happened the day we moved into the condo together after I paid off my apartment.

Two Weeks Earlier
Ash guided me up the stairs of our condo to the door, excitement evident on his face in his eyes and the ear-splitting grin on his face.
“I can’t believe it,” he said. “We’re finally living together.”
Taking the keys out of his pocket, he fumbled to open the door before pulling me in, almost making me trip over the doorstop.
Laughing, I shut the door behind me and dropped my bag on the countertop.
“I know, Ash, I can’t believe it either!”
I looked around the living room, taking in what I saw. It was sparsely decorated, coming only with the basics like a stove and a fridge and its own washer and dryer, we still needed to get a lot done, but thankfully most of the furniture was here already, brought over in a U-Haul Jinxx rented to help us out. Now Ash’s white couch, my coffee table, and his flat-screen were in the living room. I didn’t have the room in my house for a dining room table, eating at the counter, mostly, so the table was from Ash’s house – a black mahogany table and matching chairs. All of the art we had in both places were stacked neatly in the corners for us to organize to set up later. We still had to bring the smaller stuff like dishes and cleaning products, but Ash wanted us to get our clothes in here, first.
The walls were a pale blue-grey, and the grounds were dark brown wood. The granite countertops were white with black ribbons through them, and the appliances were all stainless steel.
In the master bedroom we’d put my king-size bed and moved all our clothes into the walk-in closet. A special sound-proof studio was in the works for Ash to practice and write music.
“Ash, this is perfect! It’s so hard to believe we could find a place so affordable that’s like this!” I breathed, sitting down on the couch and laying down to look at the ceiling.
Ash’s face appeared over mine, smiling widely. “You happy, babe?”
I smiled and stretched my arms over my head. “Yes, I am!” I reached up to Ash, who was hovering, and pulled him down by his collar to kiss him deeply, and immediately felt it rush through my entire body. My fucking hormones were driving me crazy – barely a touch from Ash got me going.
Ash seemed to notice either because I was kissing him hard or because my hands somehow moved from his shirt to the hair at the back of his head. He groaned into my mouth and I felt him grip my shoulders and then his weight was above my head, alerting me that he was either kneeling or sitting on the couch above me.
He kissed me down the side of my face and turned my head carefully to suck behind my ear and down my neck. I moaned and closed my eyes, turning my head to the side to give him better access. Ash’s arms moved down to underneath my bust line and gripped the undersides of them through my bra.
Ash massaged my breasts heavily through my bra before kissing down my chest. I was face to face with his stomach. He pushed the collar of my shirt – which was thankfully widely cut – down over my bra cups, before pulling those down with it, exposing my tits to the air.
I felt my right nipple get incased immediately in his mouth, making me shiver and cry out softly, gripping his sides.
“Indy, your nipples are already hard,” Ash whispered against my tit, coming back up to my face to kiss me again.
“It’s my damn hormones. I get turned on so easily, now,” I groaned out as he massaged and pinched my nipple.
He chuckled. “I’m not complaining, trust me.”
Ash got me to sit up slightly so that he could pull my shirt off and to unclip my bra entirely, careful of my protruding stomach.
“Watch the belly,” I groaned as he stroked down my sides firmly with his thumbs.
He smirked, and I watched his face turn until he was hovering over me the right-way-round. My arms went above my head as he moved down to kiss down my collarbone and in the valley of my breasts, which had been starting to swell a bit in recent weeks. Ash took notice.
“Babe, are your boobs bigger?” He looked up at me wide-eyed.
I flushed red and turned my head to the side. “I’m getting bigger, Ash. I’m gaining weight and yes, my boobs are getting bigger and it hurts.”
He made a noise of sympathy and gently palmed them. “I know you don’t always feel good, sweetheart, but you are so gorgeous and I love you. You look good pregnant with my child, and trust me, I’m not going to complain that your boobs are bigger.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. “Really?” I asked deadpanned.
He nodded and then moved down to be eye-level with my stomach, and started peppering it with kisses that made my blood run hot, and caused me to let out a quiet gasp.
I felt his warm fingers play with the band of my jeans – a thick fabric band that replaced the traditional button and zip. He hooked his fingers gently into it and pulled down. I started to arch my back to help him, but Ash gently gripped my hip and pulled me back down, onto the couch. I sat up slightly and looked at him questioningly.
He smiled. “Indy, I don’t want you to strain your back – it’s the last thing you need, right now. Just relax for me,” he murmured, running his hands up and down my sides, sending tingles throughout my body.
Ash pulled my pants the rest of the way off and tossed them somewhere behind him sloppily. I was left in the black granny panties I’d been wearing since thongs and lace had become uncomfortable against my skin as of late.These ones were thankfully not the ones girls complained about giving saggy ass.
“Bikini briefs?” Ash questioned, massaging my thighs. “When did you start wearing these?”
I sat up slightly to look at him. “Basically since you put this” – I pointed at my expanding stomach – “in me. My skin is so sensitive that the thin straps were rubbing me raw.”
Ash pouted his lip and made a noise of sympathy, slipping his fingertips underneath the band of my underwear to massage the skin briefly. “I’m sorry, baby.”
I forced myself up and brought my hands down to Ash’s shoulders, forcing him closer and spreading my legs to have him as close to me as physically possible without hurting my stomach.
“Get out of these jeans and show me how sorry you are,” I growled against his ear, gently biting down on his earlobe.
I don’t think Ash has ever gotten naked that fast before. My underwear was yanked off of my body, and I suddenly found myself lifted off the couch and I was straddling Ash, who was reclined onto the sofa cushions, naked as the day he was born. His cock, thick and hard, lay hot against my protruding stomach.
I found myself blushing and put my arms around his neck to support myself. Ash’s hands circled my waist to rest against and support my lower back.
“If you start feeling strained, tell me,” he murmured, lifting me up to slip into me with one thrust.

Shuddering at the memory I neared the door to the studio. My rock star’s bass was so amplified through the ground now that I could feel it shake me to my core.
The door was a special, soundproof, opaque glass with the word Studio written on it in bold, black ink. I could vaguely see the shape of Ash’s slim figure moving back and forth behind it, clearly in the zone.
Opening the door carefully, I slipped through – mindful of my stomach – and shut the door behind me as quietly as possible.
Ashley had his back to me, standing with his foot on a stool he’d brought in there. His bass strap hung low over his shoulders, and he was wearing a black tank and basketball shorts. His hair was tied back in a loose knot at the base of his skull, and I could see it was slightly damp with sweat – he must have been in here for a while before I got home. He had headphones on, so clearly even though most of the noise was going through them, the speakers were still resonating with the deep, low sounds of his bass. He was head-banging a bit, tossing his head around to the beat in his head.
I leaned against the wall and watching him as he got lost in the music he was creating. It wasn’t a song I recognized, so it must have been something he was writing on the spot.
The sight of my boyfriend losing himself in his craft, his shirt clinging to his sweaty skin and movement of his body turned me on so much I started to throb. I was wearing maternity pants and a stretchy shirt and one of my favorite flannels. I had taken to wearing mainly sports bras since they were growing in size and becoming more and more sensitive.
Right now everything I was wearing was growing uncomfortably tight and constrictive. I needed to get out of them, now.
I peeled the flannel from my shoulders and dropped it unceremoniously onto the ground. The sound it made wasn’t very loud, but it got Ash’s attention.
He jumped slightly and turned around, wide-eyed in surprise that turned into a wide grin when he saw that it was me.
He took the headphones off and let them hang from the back of his neck.
“Hey, baby, when did you get” – he froze and his eyes grew round when I took the edge of my shirt and quickly took it off. “Indy?”
I approached him slowly, watching him like a predator stalking its prey. He slowly set his bass on the stand next to him and took off the headphones and set them aside.
“Indy, what” –
I cut him off by pushing him onto the stool he’d had his foot on before and straddled his lap, grinding my hot center into his crotch, making him gasp as he grabbed at my hips to hold me in place.
“Indy, are you okay?” He was still wide-eyed.
I smirked. “Right now, I just need you to shut up and do me right here and now because there is nothing hotter to me right now than seeing you in your element.”
Ash’s eyes flashed with realization and his look of surprise turned into lust, and his cheeks flushed red with excitement. His hands, which were just on my hips to support me, moved to my ass and pulled me as close as possible to him without hurting me or the baby.
“Oh yeah?” He purred. “And what is it exactly about me in my ‘element’ that turns you on so much?” He pressed the pads of his fingers into my sides and started dragging them up and down along my ribs and hips.
I groaned and arched slightly so that I could grind my core into Ash’s lap, making us both gasp and Ash thrust up into me slightly on reflex.
“Everything,” I said over a moan, leaning forward to nibble on his ear and take the lobe into my mouth. He brought his hands down to my lower back to support me. “The way you toss your head around; the look you get on your face when you’re focused; how sweaty you get. Everything about it turns me on, Ash. When you’re onstage, I have to hold myself back from marching onto that stage and taking you right there in front of the band and all of those horny teenage girls.”
Ash groaned into my neck and latched onto the skin that connected my neck and shoulder, suckling and taking the flesh between his teeth to suck harshly. I arched into him slightly since my stomach was in the way, and instead ground myself even further into his lap.
Suddenly Ash was supporting my back and head as he lowered me onto the floor of the studio, with him over me and between my legs. The weight of my belly plus the hard wood floor under my back started to put strain on me, and Ash must have noticed it because he grabbed his shirt and both my flannel and my tank and balled them up and lifted my back up slightly to slip it underneath me.
“That better, babe?” Ash questioned soothingly, sitting back to hover over me. This gave me the perfect view of his sweaty, bare chest and OUTLAW tattoo, as well as his sweaty hair swept back behind his head, and his flushed face.
I smirked and reached up to scratch my nails lightly up his stomach to his chest, making him twitch and moan over me, leaning forward to cage me between his hands.
“Oh yeah,” I purred. “Much better.” Then I reached down and swiftly unbuttoned the zip of his pants with one hand and then gripped the opening to pull him closer to me while simultaneously yanking his pants down.
Laughing at my eagerness, he pulled back so that he could shuck his pants and boxer briefs off himself, and then crawled up between my legs to hover over me, careful not to put his weight on my stomach.
Pressing his lips to mine, Ash curled his fingers around the black fabric of the waistband of my pants and gently pulled them down, revealing my black briefs. Once they slipped from my feet, he reached back up to pull down my underwear, as well.
I let my legs fall apart and Ash settled back between them, and I could feel his dick sliding between my slick folds and rub against my sensitive clit, causing me to arch off the floor and thrust my hips up instinctively.
Smirking, Ash ground down into me. “I take it you don’t want to prolong this anymore, do you?”
I growled and reached up to grab him by the hair on the back of his head and pulled him down to meet me halfway and propped myself up on my elbow.
“Ash, if you don’t get that in me right now our baby won’t have a father, anymore,” I practically snarled through my teeth, bringing his down further to latch onto his neck and bite down, sucking on the skin between my teeth.
Shuddering and groaning, Ash pulled his hips back far enough to line his dick up with my slit and he pressed himself inside in one thrust. Throwing my head back away from his neck, I cried out in slight pain but mostly in pleasure. Letting myself fall back slowly, Ash held me underneath my shoulders to help me and leaned down to take one of my swollen nipples in between his teeth.
Moving back about halfway, Ash started to thrust deep within me, alternating between my nipples as he did. All I could do was grab his hair and one hand and brace myself with my other so that I would slide backwards into the speakers behind me.
“Please, Ash, harder,” I moaned out.
I felt the vibrations from Ash’s groan against my breast.
“I think I like it when you beg,” he purred, pulling back up to look at me in the eye.
“Do it again.” He froze with just the head of his dick within me, and he started to teasingly rub the top of my channel.
I whined and tried to thrust down to get more of him in me, but he held me down to prevent me and continued to tease me.
“Ash, please, I need it,” I whispered, grabbing his wrists tightly. “Stop teasing me.”
Ash smiled warmly and thrust into me, making me arch and screw my eyes shut. He progressively grew faster, but he stayed at a speed that didn’t escape me as wary of the baby. I felt my heart warm a bit at his thinking, but it was clouded over with lust when he reached down to thumb my clit harshly, and I found myself screaming my release, and I felt Ash follow shortly behind me.
Instead of collapsing on top of me, Ash rolled over to lay on the ground next to me, panting heavily.
“Wow,” he said breathlessly. “Not that I’m” – he swallowed – “complaining, or anything, but what made you this time?”
I groaned and threw an arm over my eyes – the lights were too bright. “I felt the bass through the floor.”
Laughing slightly, Ash continued to gasp to catch his breath. “And not because we’re leaving for Brazil tomorrow?”
I moaned. “Thanks for reminding me.”
Ash made a noise of sympathy and I felt him pull my arm off my face.
“Hey,” he said softly, cupping my face. “Don’t worry, it’s going to be fine. We’ll be back in a week and you can put this all behind you officially, whether or not they decide to be a part of your life.”
I smiled and took his hand from my face to put against the lower part of my stomach.
“Our life.”

Notes

Hey guys!

I'm so sorry it took me so long to write this, literally I would write a little bit today because I've been so swamped! I just started college and I have a job interview tomorrow that is a very possible job for me, so it's been difficult for me to upload.

But to thank you guys for waiting, here's an especially steamy one ;)

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Comments

@Red Phoenix77
I write it out on Microsoft word and then copy and paste. Usually if I type it out directly it lags and refuses to let me edit it. When I write it out and copy and past, it shows paragraph breaks. Maybe it reads differently on other computers or something, but I have always been able to distinguish the paragraphs with my computer.

BlackIris BlackIris
11/12/18

I don't know how it would work on a phone, but I figured out on my computer that I have to click the Enter key twice at the end of a paragraph to get it to space, because just indenting doesn't work on here.

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
11/11/18

@BlackIris
Im reading on my phone and there are no spaces between each of the paragraphs. It might justf be my phone

@BlackVeilFireGirl99
Thanks. I don't know what medium you're using to read my story, but on my computer it shows separate paragraphs. I don't indent as it takes forever to do and doesn't always read. This site doesn't always like to allow me to edit and upload the way I would in any other scenario.

BlackIris BlackIris
11/1/18

This is a good story but you need to put spaces between the paragraphs otherwise its really hard to read as its just a giant block of text other then that I love the story. Its certainly and interesting read.